Friendship.Keepsakes.Sadness.Bittersweet endings.And letting go.  A/N: This was made on the spur of the moment - it just came to me and I had to pump it out all at once. I submitted this to the Write Like The Wind challenge. Prompt #62: Composure. 966-word one-shot. Officially my SHORTEST fic ever :) Stock in my poster taken from http://dryicons.com    Foreword"Youll find the key to the fire-safe between the box-spring and the mattress," she said. For a moment, she laughed and closed her eyes over some memory she was revisiting. I knew what she wanted to do.She wanted it so much; it wasnt my place to stop her.